Sunrise Blue
Walking on a sandy beach
I go and hear the water preach
The water crashes
And splashes
The sun rise with a pink and purple that clash
That clash that doesn’t turn into ash
The ripples in the sky they fly so high
Laying on the beach the sand
As smooth as a peach
That’s knows you’re on a beach
Copyright © Liza Salmon | Year Posted 2013
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